Emilia Itegem Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Brussels

Me, a swineherd, muckin’ with pigs, I get it. Whore’s out there, tradin’ flesh for coin, like pigs rootin’ for scraps. Makes me mad, precious! Why’s it gotta be so grim? But—ha!—funny too. Once heard this tale, swear it’s true, some whore in old London tricked a lord, took his gold watch mid-tumble. Left him pantless, screamin’ “Where’s the target?!” like them CIA folks in the movie. Cracked me up, it did!

Huisartsenteam Wiekevorst

I know, I know – I rambled a lot! But hey, that's the beauty of this town. I sometimes get a bit emotional, kinda like a scene cut off abruptly in a film – you just don’t know what’s next. It's a city that makes you mad at times, happy at times, surprised at times. You got typos, life, and spontaneity, ya know?

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